tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53759684061081793272017-12-12T04:16:56.451-06:00MindspeakThe struggles of the soul are intended to be lost.Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.comBlogger238125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-62571423061345582602014-06-19T10:55:00.001-05:002014-06-19T10:57:14.097-05:00No, Not All Men #yesallwomen
A few days ago, I posted an opinion article on the hot topic hashtag #yesallwomen. Although I encountered both positive and negative response, the great thing was, I received a response. Twitter had the worst sort of comments, Facebook had the best, perhaps because I cull the douchebags and the rest that have survived the cut, I can have a healthy intelligent debate with any day of the week.
Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-35969615059015493502014-06-10T09:31:00.000-05:002014-06-10T09:35:14.411-05:00On handling disappointment and coffee #writertip
Today has been one hell of a day. Maybe not to you, but to me. I'm stressed and can't punch anything within plausible reach realistically, so I'll blog.
Lately, there seems to be a drive for author support, such a review an author, share links, etc. Which works fantastic, as word-of-mouth is really the best referral a customer, client, or especially reader in this case, can give. But what if weCarrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-76237121946909537552014-05-28T18:35:00.001-05:002014-05-28T18:37:44.072-05:00#yesallwomen
I usually live in a little comfortable bubble. But I watch social media as a means of entertainment/education/horrification/etc. One particular topic that has come up is the hashtag #yesallwomen. If you're not familiar with it, perhaps you should take a look. Women from all over the planet are sharing their worst moments because of gender inequality and misogyny. How even in this day and age, Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-36297485445618449692014-04-17T07:52:00.001-05:002014-04-17T07:54:44.677-05:00Let's.
Let's celebrate. Revel in the joy that we have life and people in that life. Let's appreciate what we do have, not dwell on the things we cannot get. Let's know our limits and be kind to ourselves. Let's make a story. Our story. The one that always ends up the same way, just with different plots. Let's use the plot twists to our advantage. Let's live that life.
Let's get better.
- C.C.
Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-77038337529852564102014-04-10T06:00:00.000-05:002014-04-11T08:10:13.389-05:00Introducing Icy Sedgwick and The Necromancer's Apprentice
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margin-bottom:Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-87151568141686047572014-02-19T04:48:00.001-06:002014-02-19T04:48:48.462-06:00Valentine's Day came late
Luke knows me. He really, really knows me. So, he's been working on this for some time and tonight, it was finished. Getting art from him makes me all gushy and girly, so here was my custom valentine, complete with cephalopod, anatomical heart, and of course his sweet whisper of nothing emblazoned across.
Along with that, I received a black diamond. A. Black. Diamond. And flowers. [eyeballsCarrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-40833636134428260752014-01-10T06:00:00.000-06:002014-01-10T04:24:18.837-06:00The Liar #Fridayflash
That sure as hell wasn't five minutes. What do you mean? No. I won't accept that answer. You're out of your fucking mind. Yeah, I heard you and no, I don't care. I won't. I can't. Please? Pretty please? I'd donate vital organs at this point if you would. No, really. I would. I swear!
You're breaking my heart here. See? It's pouring out on the floor in some kind of gelatinous mutiny. There are Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-10920095592454799042014-01-09T05:53:00.000-06:002014-01-09T05:53:14.256-06:00Price yourself - The value of your work
I've seen a few articles and comments around the internet lately about "worth" of writing. Some articles deal with pricing and potential financial gain (this link may disappear), while others are simply the equivalent of sitting in a corner and whining because shit isn't working out the way a person assumed it would. I won't point the latter out, simply because it's okay to feel down about Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-74630606022298723312014-01-08T05:53:00.000-06:002014-01-08T05:53:12.689-06:00Losing my head - Watching an ebook go off-market
I'd mentioned in the previous post that Crooked Fang would be disappearing from the electronic vendors' virtual bookshelves and that has happened. The vanishing occurred within twenty-four hours of said-notice, in fact. I've decided to take the ebook back to Katarr Kanticles so the ebook and print book can be under one roof and make many happy Crooked Fang parties together. Also, it's easier Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-24562837243643779532014-01-03T06:00:00.000-06:002014-01-03T06:00:09.012-06:00Crooked Fang ebook is moving - News
Beloved readers of Crooked Fang:
The new ebook cover of Crooked Fang
Soon, the ebook links for my flagship novel, Crooked Fang, will be removed from vendor sites. Lyrical Press has undergone a business change and I decided that was not the right direction for my series. I'm in the process of changing the ebook back to the way it was written, accent marks and all. I've a goal to get the book Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-56133197395746135652014-01-02T08:05:00.000-06:002014-01-02T08:25:33.792-06:00Making resolutions and shaping goals - Thoughts
The year has come back round again to January, which prompts an onslaught of resolutions, dreams described and other determinations. Yet I see so many "These are fucks I give," or other grievances against those who will at least try to make changes. Why would we make resolutions or set goals? What's the goddamned point, you may ask. Perhaps history can be of use.
[insert wavy flash-back shimmerCarrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-34807108435730103192014-01-01T07:47:00.000-06:002014-01-01T07:58:27.852-06:00and Auld Lang Syne: Looking back, looking forward
2013 was an eventful year. In January, I lost my ninety-seven year-old grandmother, which prompted a return to the state of Indiana, which is where I'm originally from. We gave Kathleen the funeral she'd described to me in specific detail (see where I get my morbid interests?) and sent her off to Glory with Amazing Grace played beautifully on bagpipes.
Almost immediately following my arrival Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-84710222978741942132013-10-19T00:43:00.000-05:002013-10-19T11:14:37.288-05:00Misc.
I'm packing shells of tolerance with ribbons of black wine. Outside, three peeps from the mockingbird that doesn't know what manners are. I wait for my day to turn light. The sun rises like a memory, slow and dazzling--unmistakable in its meaning.
There's a cold undercurrent to the tropical breeze before it's shredded by the ceiling fan. The TV drones to itself and I understand why. There are noCarrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-25985441297775757702013-08-15T22:39:00.001-05:002013-08-16T03:57:59.758-05:00"Blue" #Fridayflash
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Flashes spattered the interior of the Chevy, like
fire and water, as Jerry sped through another red light.
“They getting any closer?” He glanced over the back of the
seat where I sat crumpled against the door, Frankie moaning against my breast.
Hot wet spread like a virus over my thigh. I clutched at my
husband’s ridiculous politician’s tie. Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-7127582685132623282013-06-28T04:10:00.000-05:002013-07-02T04:53:48.124-05:00"Domain" #Fridayflash
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Let’s just get it out there: I have fibromyalgia, you know, that funny-sounding condition you may have heard about.
It all started in January of 2012. One day, I discovered I couldn’t eat anything. After three days of not being able to even keep down water, I visited the doctor. He prescribed little purple pills designed to change the acidity in my stomach, which worked wonders. I was back on Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-13175595081733408782013-06-09T05:39:00.001-05:002013-06-09T05:40:35.086-05:00"Grip"
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Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-64459255077917746042013-06-07T01:08:00.002-05:002013-06-07T01:09:29.834-05:00"Cicadas" by John Pender #fridayflash #guest
Hi everyone,
Many of my blog readers follow for the stories. I requested guest posts by other #fridayflash participants to share. This week is John Pender, with "Cicadas". Enjoy. - CC
​Cicadas sang through the night, myself lying in bed desperately searching for that sweet sleep. Hoping, praying it would come. I was a light sleeper at best; the lightest sound would wake me. Not even the Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-30423885309801905872013-05-30T08:28:00.000-05:002013-05-30T08:29:36.274-05:00Traitors (Crooked Fang) - An Introduction #vampire
Here's the latest from the Crooked Fang camp! Introducing Traitors, an upcoming Crooked Fang novella in a spin-off interlude to keep the stories flowing until I get that big Crooked Fang II, now renamed Zero (hard to keep up, isn't it?). Xan posted a nice brief article on the story behind the cover here.
Without further ado, The Blurb:
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Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-66957583884301568072012-10-21T08:47:00.000-05:002012-10-21T08:47:55.728-05:00Introducing Annice Sands - Erotic AuthorI've been writing short stories for some time, as my oldest readers know. Throughout that time, I've written all sorts of genres and dabbled in one that continues to elude my horrific sensibility. As fellow writers know, erotica is blossoming and lunging forward in the race for the top-read genre and I am not one to discount the merits of a good, sexy story.
Therefore, I decided to join in. Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-62505115612754349892012-10-02T04:45:00.000-05:002012-10-02T04:46:10.093-05:00October Sale on Crooked Fang!
October has always been my favorite month. Aside from the
Autumn colors and overall cooler temperatures here in Austin, Texas there’s
Halloween. A good spooky writer has to love Halloween, right? In fact, Crooked Fang opens the week before.
The response has been tremendous for Crooked Fang so in light of October 10th
being Xan Marcelles’s birthday, it was decided that October should be the Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-373389915400402712012-09-21T21:32:00.000-05:002012-09-22T11:03:51.410-05:00"The Calling" #Fridayflash
I’m going to die soon.
Those words burst into life on my lips as I jolted out of a deep and melodic sleep. Where had that come from? Of course I wasn’t going to go anytime near in the future, I mean I was mid-thirties for Christ’s sake. I licked my lips and found them dry. My fingers clutched the duvet; I relaxed them, slowly, painfully. My legs. It was my legs. The numbness and pain that Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-24626899590154251932012-09-20T14:54:00.001-05:002012-09-22T11:04:10.988-05:00Crooked Fang accepting signed orders for print!
Hi everyone,
Just got in a fresh box of Crooked Fang in the print for distribution and I'd like to extend an offer to sign and ship you a new copy of Crooked Fang. Price is $17 total for US/Canada, quotes given for other countries and yes, I will ship these babies anywhere.
These will only be available for a limited time.
For consideration, please send mail to crookedfang (at) Gmail.com or Carrie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/111918805726133641830noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-85546353708195011302012-09-12T08:19:00.000-05:002012-09-12T08:23:25.576-05:00Writing Western - Unique Challenge Accepted, by Icy Sedgwick
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